Rusty Red Swinley Forest

It’s early in the morning
and we’re wandering around
in a rusty red Swinley forest
absorbing the sunlight
silenced by nature’s sounds
cold drops of rain
refreshing our skin
awakening us from within
I look at you, you look at me
this is what it must mean
to be me, to be you
nothing else, nothing more
deeply sensing the joy of being alive
whilst we’re here
early in the morning
wandering around
in a rusty red Swinley forest

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